The old aunt was just a broken mouth, Yan Yu didn't bother to talk to her, and was about to close the door, but she stopped her with her foot: "Hey, Xiao Su upstairs hasn't come back for a few days, and the phone isn't answering, I'm still waiting. As for the rent collection, remember to ask her to send me a letter when you see her."
Yan Yu: "No time."
The landlord's aunt stared at the words, and said sternly: "If you don't have time, you have to be free. You are an unemployed vagabond in the whole building. If you don't find anyone, the aunt sees that it is not easy for you to leave your hometown. I will give you a grace for the rent last month. Up to now, I'm not so good at talking to someone else, and I don't want to do a little favor?"
Yan Yu raised his hand perfunctorily, expressing that he was afraid of her.
The landlord's aunt was satisfied when she saw it: "Hey, I'll clean up the corridor later. I'll wipe the water and electricity bills for you this month. I'll come back tonight."
In this broken building, water and electricity have been cut off for 30 days a month and 15 days. Who cares? Yan Yu closed the door, turned and went back to the house to sleep. Fortune-telling and catching ghosts are very exhausting. Come back, there is no other way.
Yan Yu slept directly into the afternoon. The room was quiet. The afterglow of the sun set through the glass window into the room. It was dark and quiet, and he could only hear his own breathing for a while. He reached out and took out his mobile phone from under the pillow. I found that there were several missed calls from my friends.
Yan Yu didn't plan to go back, and looked through the circle of friends and group chats, only to find that Dongzi was dead.
In the early hours of yesterday morning, he came out of a nightclub drunk and fell asleep in the middle of the road. As a result, he was crushed to death by a large truck passing by. His hands and feet were bloody and his bones were broken. He was only found this morning. on the news.
The group chat messages came one after another, and everyone was chatting about this matter, lamenting that he passed away at a young age, but I don't know if it was really sad or fake.
Yan Yu turned off his cell phone at a glance, put on his clothes and prepared to go out to buy food. As night approached, there were night market stalls in twos and threes along the alley and roadside, and it was bustling and noisy. He ordered a meat skewer at the open-air barbecue restaurant downstairs. Then sit and wait.
Yan Yu lived on the third floor and could see his windows as soon as he looked up. However, in the afternoon, the entire building was powered off, and the lights were dark in every household.
Behind the window stood a woman with a graceful figure, wearing a red suspender nightdress, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, which attracted the gangsters below to whistle and molest, and it was Xiao Su, who the landlord's aunt said she had no contact with.
Yan Yu couldn't help but squinted slightly, only to see her twiddle her hair provocatively, and then, through the glass window, hooked a middle-aged bald man with a dead wife downstairs, and then the man seemed to be hooked. Like a soul, he went upstairs with fluttering footsteps amid the laughter of the crowd.
Before long, the lights on the sixth floor went out.
Yan Yian raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He sat down and went back after eating. The building just called at 7 o'clock in the evening. He sat at the table, cutting paper and drawing talismans. Kankan has eight available.
The lights in the room suddenly flickered, and as soon as Yan Yu rolled up the talisman paper, an icy body suddenly appeared in his arms, and the chill was overwhelming.
"Why do you want to draw a talisman, do you want to kill me?"
Xun Chuan sat on Yan Yu's lap at some point, and he hooked Yan Yu's neck intimately, approaching his ear like a lover whispering, then stretched out a pale and blue hand and took it off. Cigarette in his mouth.
The spark extinguished in an instant, and a small plume of smoke rose up, and finally dissipated.
No one dared to take the cigarette from Yan Yu's mouth.
Xun Chuan met Yan Yu for the first time, he was drinking at the bar, and the second time he met Yan Yu, he was smoking in the booth, puffing clouds and mist, so happy, the only thing in common was that there was no one around.
Xun Chuan made a mess of ghosts, and sat over with a glass of wine, his brows with the youthful beauty of a unique teenager, dazzling under the light: "Hey, why are you alone again?"
Yan Yu recognized him, held the lighter on the table and tapped it repeatedly, and asked back with interest, "Would you like to sit with a despicable and shameless person?"
Xun Chuan: "Of course I don't want to."
Yan Yu: "They don't want to either."
Xun Chuan was stunned when he heard the words, but he couldn't react with a smile: "I saw you yesterday, you were drinking, I saw you today, you were smoking, and next time, shouldn't you go whoring?"
Yan Yu lit another cigarette, nodded and said, "Good idea, let's go together next time."
Xun Chuan was sitting opposite Yan Yu, and the smoke drifted down, causing his eyes to turn red and coughing non-stop. He had to move to sit beside Yan Yu, pinched his nose and asked, "Hey, is smoking fun?"
Yan Yu pushed the cigarette case towards him: "You'll know if you try it."
Xun Chuan didn't see his movements, or maybe he saw it, deliberately pretended not to see him, Wen Yan raised his hand slightly, and wiped Yan Yu's lips with warm fingertips, and actually directly put the cigarette from his mouth. Take it down.
Yan Yu didn't even look at it, raised his hand to squeeze his wrist, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you know what happened to the last person who took a cigarette from my mouth?"
This action is flirting when done by a woman, and provocation when done by a man. Obviously, Xun Chuan does not belong to the former.
Xun Chuan raised his chin slightly when he heard this, with a bit of arrogance: "What will happen?"
Yan Yu said, "I knocked out half of the teeth in his mouth."
When the cigarette from Yan Yu's mouth was removed, many friends and friends around him saw it. At this moment, they were standing not far away, with their shoulders on their backs, smiling and pointing at Xun Chuan, all waiting to see what happened to Xun Chuan.
Xun Chuan didn't care, as if he was provocative, he took a big puff of cigarette in front of him, and then wanted to give it back to Yan Yu, but Yan Yu tilted his head slightly, but he didn't let him succeed.
Xun Chuan seemed to be a little angry, and snorted coldly: "You hit me, and if you have the ability, you can knock out my mouth full of teeth."
Yan Yu shook his head and said, "Little brat."
There was a waitress walking by with a tray with a glass of blue cocktail burning on it. I don't know if the ground was uneven. She was walking well and suddenly her figure was crooked. He splashed it on Xun Chuan's face.
Xun Chuan was startled when he saw this, and subconsciously raised his hand to block it, only to feel a sudden force coming from his shoulders, and then the whole person was pushed into the booth. At the same time, Yan Yu quickly pulled the coat beside him to block him. , with a flick of the wrist, the wine was blocked.
The jacket ignited a little bit of fire, and was trampled by Yan Yu.
Xun Chuan reacted and found that he was lying on Yan Yu's lap at some point, his face was facing... Facing his...
Yan Yu looked down at him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I still can't get up, why, want to help me... eh?"
Xun Chuan's face flushed when he heard the words, and regardless of the waitress bending over to apologize, he immediately got up from him in a hurry.
Xun Chuan: "You stinky bastard!"
Yan Yu smiled: "I'm a hooligan, they all say that."
Looking at the man's eyes with a meaningless smile, the heat on Xun Chuan's face did not decrease, but he only felt that the whole person was about to smoke. He wiped the sweat on his palms and tried his best to look proud and stubborn. : "He... They're right, you're a hooligan. If I'm unlucky, it won't be good for me to run into you again and again."
Yan Yu said: "That's a disadvantage for you to be fleeting, so you shouldn't go out today."
After finishing speaking, he got up and left the booth. Before leaving, he deliberately pinched Xun Chuan's butt, and calmly commented on the other party's frowning expression: "Well, it's quite upturned and elastic."
Xun Chuan was angry: "Fuck!"
Yan Yu said, "It's you who fucked."
When his thoughts gathered, there was a cold room in front of him, not a noisy nightclub. Yan Yu took the cigarette back from Xun Chuan and pressed it off on the table: "Did you forget what I said yesterday."
"Then you kill me..."
Even if Xun Chuan became a ghost, he still couldn't change his habit of provoking Yan Yu. He slowly tightened the strength in his hands, his cold and dead lips were close to Yan Yu's face, and he looked straight into his eyes: " Why didn't you kill me?"
Yan Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "You know that I can't kill you now, so you should reincarnate, anyway, Dongzi is dead."
Xun Chuan's grievance was getting stronger every day, Yan Yu kept his hands over and over again, and he had missed the best time to kill him.
"He's dead, can I survive?"
Xun Chuan's eyes turned bloody for a moment, and he didn't consciously force his arms around Yan Yu, with a gloomy expression on his face, and said in a low voice, "He can't solve my hatred even if he dies a thousand times or ten thousand times, understand?"
When Yan Yu heard the words, he suddenly put his arms around his waist and exerted a little force, forcing him to get close to him.
Xun Chuan was stunned for a moment because of this action.
The two quietly maintained this posture, and after a long while, Yan Yu said, "Do you still have any obsessions? I'll help you."
When the obsession is over, it's time to reincarnate.
Xun Chuan understood what he meant in an instant, neither annoyed nor angry, his cold fingertips traced Yan Yu's eyebrows little by little, his face pretended to be thinking, but it had a bit of a cat-and-mouse connotation. One sentence: "Obstinence, too many..."
Yan Yu looked at him: "For example?"
Xun Chuan let out a low laugh, really looking like a ghost: "For example? For example, if you are still alive, for example, after I was reincarnated, you would be at ease again, you say, how can I be reconciled?"
Xun Chuan seemed extremely sad, covering his face with his hands as if he was crying, but Yan Yu saw a pair of twisted and crazy eyes through his fingers.
"Tell me, why am I willing to...?"
Yan Yu was speechless, and the two of them remained deadlocked until there was a sudden creaking sound from upstairs, even accompanied by low breathing and moaning, like screams, but not very similar.
"Ah... ah... help... help... help ah ah ah... ah ah... don't..."
The woman's voice was soft and soft, with a trembling tail, which really had to make people think about it, and the bed seemed to be overwhelmed.
This sound is not normal.
Yan Yu looked up at the ceiling, a golden light flashed in his left eye, and only saw a wisp of dark ghostly energy.
The sound continued, and as time went by, it became louder and louder, and it was completely possible to make up an action blockbuster on its own.
Xun Chuan seemed to be aware of something, and then he looked up, his eyes became playful, he saw Yan Yu's brows wrinkled, he couldn't help but slightly hooked his lips, and his fingertips slowly rubbed his face, a little ambiguous for no reason, his voice Sticky and seductive, a little more charming than that woman: "Do you want..."
Yan Yu raised his eyes and saw Xun Chuan's delicate and pale collarbone.